I will make it (poet)

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Engleski: I will make it

There's a war in my head and i don't understand how we ended up here.
This is not a farytale, it's a game of betrayal, nothing is clear.
On this scar in my heart, all your lies left a mark, still can't believe.
There's no light in my soul cause you made it go, so far away.
Now it's pitch black, there's no turning back, I can't escape.
From all of this golden chains, those chains...
And everything has went in vain, in vain.
My tears are falling like the rain, my wounds are showing, leaving a stain.
My spirit is breaking, nothing remains, my mind is going, it's going insane.
With this tear on my heart I'm falling apart, just losing it.
Now it's dark in my soul and all that's left is a hole, it isn't real.
There's a small, little space, where our sins left a trace, you aren't here...
But I won't became the slave of this pain, I will rule it.

I could use a shooting star to prevent this battle in the nightsky.
I would wish a pair of wings to fly away from this dark sins.
Because love is a game, you either win or you fail, she can't be tamed...
It finds a way to my soul,
and I can't make it go, go away.
She's been holding me back, I want payback, it is okay.
That's what I say, but I know it won't be, won't be the same.
I can try and runaway, but I choose to stay, I know I'll stay.
I'll take this broken heart, make it into art, I will make it...I know I will make it..

Srpski: Uspecu

Rat se dogadja u mojoj glavi
i jos ne razumem kako smo zavrsili ovde.
Ovo nije bajka, vec igra izdaje,
nista nije onako kako se cini.
Na ovom oziljku u mom srcu,
sve tvoje lazi ostavile su marku, znak...
I dalje ne mogu da verujem.
Nema vise svetlosti u mojoj dusi,
ti si je naterao da ode, ode tako daleko.
Sada je cisto crne boje
i nema povratka nazad,
ne mogu da pobegnem...
Od svih ovih lanaca, tih zlatnih lanaca...
Sve je otislo uzalud, u uzalud.
Moje suze padaju kao kisa,
moje rane se prikazuju i ostavljaju mrlju.
Moj duh se lomi, slomljen je.
Moj um ludi, postaje lud.
Moje srce je postalo grad duhova,
pusto je, vise nema nikoga.
I sa ovom pukotinom na njemu,
raspadam se, gubim samu sebe.
Sada je tamno, mracno u mojoj dusi
i sve sto je ostalo je rupa...
Ne, nije stvarno.
Postoji jedan mali, sitan prostor u meni,
gde su nasi grehovi ostavili trag,
a ti nisi ovde...
Mada ja necu postati rob ove boli,
ove emocije, vladacu nad njome.
Koristila bi mi zvezda padalica
da obustavim ovu bitku sa nocnog neba,
pozelela bih par krila
da odletim od ovih mracnih cinova.
Jer ljubav je igra,
iz nje izlazis kao pobednik
ili gubis sve.
Ne mozes je obuzdati...
Nekako nadje put do mog srca
i ne mogu da je nateram da ode.
Ona me je zadrzavala, usporavala,
zelim osvetu, vreme je za osvetu.
Uredu je, to je ono sto kazem,
ali znam da nece, nece biti isto.
Mogu da pokusam da pobegnem,
ali biram da ostanem, ostacu.
Uzecu ovo slomljeno srce
i pretvoriti ga u umetnost.
Uspecu u tome...Znam da cu uspeti.

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